name & alias Chase boogie
rap style: protected intellect

chase's lyrics to freestylez...pending

Sent: Tuesday, October 27, 1998 12:53 PM

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Peep my intro
While I rock ya whole life like da Flinstones
Emcees begin to splinter
I blow up nuckaz grills like a Pinto
Nuff hedz don't realize what they into
When they get cut with my cuchillo
I'm anti-wackness..breakin all shackles
I sew emcees up like a dress and leave em backless
Da Bronzeman is quite deceivin'
While I'm conceivin' ill verbals to cease the breathin
Da stage is what you're leavin
Forget da barb wire...i'll drape da mic wire
Onion hedz are just peasants so they call me sire
I buss shots and scatter like sperm
I take it full term and
scorch a nuckaz scalp like a neglected perm
Just a lil tasty, in case you wanna chase me
Face me, and imma beat ya ass fuh bein feisty
Call me crazy, but Imma wait fuh yall to lace me
You know da place.. I'm on da case like Cagney & Lacey
Da whole world embrace me
Asiatykz da click.. your next move's to praise me.
Peace
Chase Boogie da Bronzeman

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Roll ya sleeves up
Me an' deez Pinos about to team up
F*ckin hip hop wit her knees up
Play my steeze, whut?!
In da cut like a severed gut, no jokin'
Why u provokin Bronzeman? U git broken!
Sh*t...get on ya knees while I breeze thru ya cardboard steeze
Drop degreez...I'm touchin emceez like Della Reese
Verb slinger, melanin rap
Peep da vocal, God, mumble, watch ya face get clapped
...Like Schwarzenegga erase dat
replace dat fake n!gga rockin da Braves hat
I'm Hitler, so I blaze ya whole race, kat
Now taste dat, watchin me castrate ya kingz
Fuh da Cuban neckpiece PLUS da ice flooded ringz, papa
You persist to get sprayed like Binaca
Da shot blocka, rattle ya frame like maracas

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
9 Taurus chorus, keep dat wack sh!t in storage
Empty hed rappin bores us, so we ignore it
You can't afford it, it's too ill fuh yall to handle
Blast ya grill nice, like a Buttafuoco scandal
Dismantle computer emcees wit my degrees
Who bite nuckaz backs rockin lace panteeez
Sound familiar? I gotcha own fam ready to kill ya
And still ya...wanna talk trash to my familia
So whut da deal, ya? I born truth
I'm leavin you wit nuttin but a tooth in a blood stained mic booth
One love

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
It's how I lace it, while otha rappers brag about a base hit
I grand slam, and snatch da f**kin trophy from de lame kids
I'm stainless...samurai sword, thank the Lord
Make incisions and verbalize thoughts you couldn't vision
Hence, supreme math cuts the mass in half
Vocal craftsman reinvent the concept of blastin
Non-combustible raps end like a Huxtible
I f**k witchu, make ya vocal chords non-functional
The BRO. Now Zig Everlastin
Gotchu bastards dashin witcha dogs like Belle and Sebastian
P.I descendant put an end to ya game
Yo, I'm puttin Bernard Goetz on ya money train, a shame
The Truth Cypha novelist: u don't want no part of this
Mic rippin imperial sh!t, you didn't knowledge this
Regardless, my rap sheet's flawless, and still yo!
I'm no joke, still swingin da same ole cuchillo

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
On ya born day, bless u wit anotha year
But livin in the wilderness couldn't let me be there
So I rock a verse sayin peace
Maad shorties wit thongs up they crease, puffin da buddah trees
Da east got it locked, dun, whuut?
I'm like a blade, in da cut.
Stuck deep within da gut of treacherous muts, rockin da hut
Ain't nuttin purty, Truth Cypha kid, ya heard me?
Maaad noise like da Pope meetin ka Erdie.
Da Melanated verbal turn ya whole click staccato
Meanin broke up and choppy like a broke 40 bottle
You ain't on point, U simply hollow
Unlike me, I born truth obese ppl couldn't swallow
Chase Boogie da BronzeMan

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Pick it up! Pick it up!.. BRONZEMan layin in da cut
I'll SHINE afta death like King Tut
The intellectual: my rhymes STAY impeccable
Faggits get the testicle for bein homosexual
I'm blessin y'all. Yo we gotta build, yall!
Fuh real y'all...we all bredrens here, goin to da same capilia
But caps won't peel, I'm all peace dun, keep it clean
MAD ppl pass da CREAM like hymn #17!
No Doubt! Verbally blaze sh*t. In front of, or adjacent
I raize sh*t, takin out rappers who are complacent
...Flippin thru filez, like a Mason
You a patient! Biters do da highlight and PASTIN!

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
U N I Versal: JD...kick da verbal
>From here to Alberta, makin rappers jump da hurdle
While my third eye..vision da chrome mic violation
...I lose my patience makin murder the equation
The hell-raising Christian, count u out like New Edition
You wishin...dat BRONZEMAN would lose his ammunition
Cuz I rock-well, not in rock sales, but rockin knots well
Chase Boogie got rappers on the d*ck like plastic jock shells
Full circle--nature of the cypha, mathematical
Collateral: snatched! Got surfer kats sayin' its "RADICAL"!!
When I tackle, I hit hard, leave u wit a big scar
Run-da-mouth rappers make a fall, and never git far
Act bitt-ar..Asiatyks click bussin da wizdom
And still gittin da loot like TV evangelism

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Chase Boogie, for real, the eloquent verbalizer,
Herbalist: admire this wack emcee dispiser
Word yo, nuckaz make me cringe when they binge
They squeaky, and need to get oiled like a hinge
Getcha eyebrows singed...Filipino Kings, ice & ill rings
..Rock ya face and dent ya skin
Wack rappers neva win, it's like a Holocaust
Dyin thru ya monitors, thinkin I'm ya boy just like Monica
But we ain't cool, your word ain't bond
Strong with wackness, deaded for da wrong respond
Devil-race like a blonde, recessive gene for the species
God n Earth thesis, while you sit, cryin, eatin my feces
Your creepy, long wind sh*t, makin me sleepy
Not knowin...Comin wit tacky sh*t like jeepneys
Defeat these? EAT THESE! Nuts lookin like LICHIS
Lorena BB, grab da blade, chop off ya TITI!

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
In a Cathedral: tainted lights illuminate,
the foolish wait to grovel
To tell their tales to one who's not the Father
Buckets of East water turned "holy"..True Masonic story
Illuminati tells u to ignore me, when they saw me,
They grabbed me up and locked me up
My words in a backroom dusty
Watchin a cross get rusty, evil amongst me
The image of a dollar bill is ill, fuh real
I'm put into a fascist state against my will
Readin Novus Ordo Seclorum
I wait for em, take me to my life in post-mortem
Sort em out, a whore devout to clout, in actuality
Fatality...rob me for my individuality

I make moves, break rules, INSUBORDINATION
Irradication: Is it God's will? Dogs livin large, ILL
Corner prophecies, microchip attrocities
Speakin of submition for commodities
The game of life's been exhaustin me, predicaments
Of bickerin, the snickerin shun! It's gettin sickenin!
The sentiment of makin dollar bills, wit da masses it kills
Got me ponderin society's ills and lost skills
Why do things get so far, but stay behind, I ask
Questionin of all that's happenin, how long will it last?
Hear the guns blast, present to past: Who gettin gassed?
Peep jakes - got their hands on they rakes, they all snakes
False sentiment, sneakin up on tenaments
'proximately ten of em talkin bout they deadin em!
Yo, they bendin' em from masculin to feminine
Spit phlegm in the face of a gentleman
Shirts, they bled in em..GOT THE LEAD IN EM!

Conquest, the continent's west: the quintessential ASIATYKS
Conquer da streets, who got static?
Mass panic, whoever thought it was all good
Get scalded, build gold bricks if we all could
We joust kats, fire combust, but we douse dat
International, politikin wit a Laos kat
Your nine hundred, ninety nine ways get flipped
This here's the last days
6 G curse...blast da pathway
Armageddon scripts unfold in born born
Blow da brass horn, trot to da UN, ITS ON!
Word BOND, in all analysis, decipher the story
New World inventory, so the world could look for me
To kill my individuality, remove me from the West Continent
residence, away from social pestilence,
Where crime prevents what'll come get me
Let it be the remedy of what I still can't see
The West Continent's corruption, Interruption of my function
Makes beef for the luncheon, courtesy of who I'm punchin
The dungeon, where crooked pedophiles do less
Than car-jack kickos wit possession of sess
Only great for white northerners, I thirst to get mine
Word divine, ultimatums got me pressed for time

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Da FLAVA SH!T
While otha rappers gotta steal they neighbor's sh!t
You crave for this!
Brag about da doe, but you're PAPERLESS!
Dues, you need to PAY FOR THIS
10 years, dun. I hold it down like I stapled it
And bless 'em like you prayed for it!
Your infantry is infantile..Wack style? I pull a file
Crack a smile, pack heat, and proceed to cripple chile
Eye for an eye profile..take it ON stage
You're useless like a long range scope on 12 gauge!
This ain't no page for page, strictly freestyle
Playin da streets while you scenile
Gettin buttf**cked up in the penile
Con mucho SABROSO! I'll battle any SLOWPOKE!
Gotchu in a CHOKEHOLD cuz u rappers think u LOCO!
My man puff da COCOA...Chase Boogie STILL rockin da vocal
You'll neva rock hits inside my dojo!

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
(AYO CHASE! can u rip?) ..... "No doubt, PASS DA M-I!"
(YO CHASE! CAN YOU RIP?) ..... "LIKE DJ SCRATCH WIT DA GEMINI!"
(CHASE BOOGIE, CAN U RIP?) ..... "Eitha ON or OFFLINE!"
(CHASE BOOGie, CAN U RIP?!) ..... "Da F**k did I say da first time?!"
Born Day: Wisdom Equality..Sun, you know da policy
Chase rule da sh*t. This aint no microphone democracy!
Birthed type colossally. Who wan tess my glossary?!
You aint da boss of me, there's no CHANCE of even lockin' me!
The Master I Cee, not Geronimo. Rippin like a Chronicle--
Document your fall like a Domino...Eyes on ya monitor.
I breeze wit treacherous emceez who drop degreez
On a wack rapper's steeze, get da picture?
My fam remains a permanent fixture.
Styles fit to injure, BATTLE mad KATs like KRINJER
..You know da SCIENCE, my ALLIANCE death-deFYIN'
Shun, there's no deNYIN your demise like a MAYAN
...BUCK FREEDOM CYPHA just for TRYIN
BRONZE MAN: Rockin dat shit y'all should be BUYIN

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com

CHORUS
Ain't no-body rock it real finesse
Da sharp blade, Jae Double stab mics in ya chest
...The rest shall remain as remainders
We puttin' em away in a manger!
*BLAAOW!*
Ain't no-body got da ill finesse
Bronze Man, Chase Boogie; sh*t iz hot to death!
No man kyan tess, we STAY ELOQUENT!
This the blessed element: Pimpslap death to the EFFEMINATE!!

1st verse.
Sharp blade philosophies
Make no apologies
Sleepy-head rappers neva knew
Neva knowledged me!
Pierce thru ya WALLABEES! Non-Exist equalities!
We STAY superior unlike you mic-grippin WANNABEEZ!
The BronzeMan: Snuffin' kids before they reach the witness stand
Raise ya mic hand, cop a plea, skate to Iceland!
Enticin': Alotta hedz wanna grab da GRANDZ, ked
Like Tyson: Bite men and get REPRIMANDED!
Sum fag-handed, brainless corpse. Remain nameless!
Shameless! Blame it on the rain to make you FAMOUS!
You can't sustain this! Avoidin' me is far from PAINLESS!
Real assassins swing swords unseen, but STAINLESS!
The Truth Cypha dynasty chap, makin ya skull crack
Fingerprint evidence lacks--searchin the States, Black!
Track the whole escape route, SHOUT: the signal summoning
The blood hound pursuit, minus the right path to GUNNIN ME!

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
I inebriate the masses
like empty tequila glasses
CHASE: killin you bastards
Who didn't know da hazards
The violation: grave, like you mentally derranged
But you AIN'T...The sharp blade will lacerate ya veins
Plus you can't maintain..eitha on or OFF the email
Forgit da details..I'll leave u bleedin like a female
On a 28-day cypha...I stay trifah
Than ya average kat who stand hard like Michael Jackson in a Day Care facility!
I lurk in the vicinities of all the major cities like New York and Philly!

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
you lie to the truth and so relinquish the answer
the sound in your brain unleash the lethal cancer
the source, unextinguisable force
bronze man, iron man

the mind creates the art, and the soul projects its part
while the fearful masses come, its absorption into dark
its the masterpiece, triggerin' adrenalin release
not even g-police have the strength to clear the streets
for its arrival of a king, monarch's fist, bronze sting
hold the sceptor cloaked deceptor
kneel down and kiss his ring
who needs the gold when we rockin' straight double bronze
its touch is destruction splitting atoms breaking bonds
understand your role, completed whole
you're enslaved by mere thoughts
you sold your soul, to the king's control
be it fled or have you fought
don't test, cause the true assessment is to gauge your abilities
under stress inquire the quest, can your head withstand the guillotines

Constantly choppin it..peep da God’s piece: shine shimmerin’
We bless crowds, pull up ya dress now, rockin’ a vest now?!
The God body Bronze kat rap…call it a tyranny
You fearin’ me. Wack rapper scatter from the vicinity
The warnin’ shot…piercin thru ya juggulah
Strictly for the love of the…Asiatykz slapped out you wonderahz
It’s thunderuss.-Cave in ya chest like bad sess
Even in their right minds dem faggit rappers head left
It’s like a dynasty…Ming lords swing the sharpest blades
Pull a black spade. Stickin’ ya guts like getting laid
…Almighty verb slingers bring death…While you cower in the staircase
We hell raise in Gianfranco Ferre’s!
A class action suit got filed. We’ll do it fed style
The red tile. Mask da whole scene of where u bled, chile
It’s present day. True live God. Allah u Akbar
And wit your Rah Rah…go kill yaself like a Rock Star.

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
>From da God's rest, whutevah comez nex...Who wan' test?
BRonze Man confessed to piercin holes in ya chest
Full court press. Untouchable kats gotchu stressed..
COme witcha BEST! ill sh**, dun. Be my guest
G'wan tek it line fuh line...and beat fuh beat
Wave ya white sheet. I leave bodies strewn about the streets
Omega Starr bruise kats fuh comin wit confused raps
Now who dat? Ace ked, shun..now where your crew at?
ANd watch me DO dat. Fliprhymez got my back
while you brag about ya new gat, FLASH, den u LOSE DAT!
..I bless this whole rap sh**, wetchu like John da Baptist
Stick to actin, and get broke in tiny fractions
Jay cipha cipha God indoctrinate the masses
of half a**es who need much more than practice

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Even Mother Goose stole ya juice! While you claimin' you nice
Snatch the mic device, serve you like adobo & rice!
Verbally precise: my sword leaves incisions on your esophagus
Thinkin you monsterous. Take a little stab at shockin us
I'm not impressed witcha whole stee. It's elementary
And nex to me, ya style dates back a couple centuries
Consequently ya get ya files pulled PLUS exposed
Watch me unload. I'll show you da meanin of FLIP-mode!
Wanna battle? Now you got one! Da's mad shots to block, shun!
Change ya mind cuz you don't wan't none? Play dead like a possum!
You pink barong rockin, wack-rapper catch a beatin'
For your acts of treason, rock dat ass to sleep like Kadiwa meetins
Treatment for ya weakness is NONE. It's UNESCAPABLE!
Even if you got annointed with olive oil AND I prayed for you!!
This mad minister..hold it down like hedz durin a baptizm
I chain & whip dat ass like SADO-MASOCHISM!!

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Freestyle once again yo, I ain't backin down none
Before you write "NEXT!!", don't forget it's only round one
You found one and called it a freestyle.
Ease ya speech: Are you scenile?
The veteran chile toss you in da "weak" pile
You ain't got nuttin on me, it's all fantasy
The Man is ME! Your LoLo, Lola, momz, AND your man'll see
"but the main junk you puttin down smells just like POO-POO"
Like your BUTU, faggit a** ked rockin a MOO MOO!!
You shoutin out "yo mama", I'll take it straight to your guts
Cuz wit your minuscule dick, you always piss on ya NUTS!
24 inch "pythons" WIT cha bubble bear jacket
Minus dat...your frame is like a badminton racket!
Plus I snuck up on ya...you got it right, I'm rockin nylons
They're on my head, I robbed you leavin you in only white thongs
Well, they used to be white, dat sh*t stain aint helpin
>From your first a** whippin' you couldn't change em til ya a** stopped
swellin!!

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Wisdom Culture ked, whut?
Cut da math in half, it's knowledge wisdom.
I make you peep da vision while u listen
I con-struct, n build da God skill from da Hill
I spread love n rock real. Even as da blood spills

We melanated: y'all don't know, so undastand
Sprung from nomads, rest on the land like Semangs
Peace to Illadelph, the text book lays on the shelf
Teach the falseness. Grafted men stole knowledge of self

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Tee Now relocation from the Truth-dot-WHUUT?!
Asiatykz! Don't front. Run fuh cova, ked. DUCK!
You know my rap sheet's BLAZIN'
Kidz on da iron horse pacin'
You can't believe the joints I be lacin'
This Truth Cypha dynasty chap
You non-believe until ya skull crack
Knowledge the fact I snatch stacks
Plus I smack you fuh dat dull sh*t! I'm anti-monotonous
The whole world watchin ya--note takin' your fraudulence
I run the whole rap route
Widdout a doubt I give you sumthin new to talk about
Besides around-the-way shoot outs
Or rappers tryina pimp sh*t
On wax, set trippin kid I know u bullsh*ttin
Run at me, you leave limpin!
So whuss da whole problema, puneta!
Wala ng cuenta when you spray, SAVE IT!
I'm flava like CALDERETA! kid WHUUT?!!

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Da wordsmith make da herbs sh*t plus they swerve quick
They nervous. Their fake ass react type allergic
Da Castro of the rap regime rule, flash the high beam
Cuz rappers got they lights out...Jakes blare da sirenes
Sum unsuspectin clone-rap artists get hit hardest
They clueless.. trot around town as movin targets!
It's harvest! My sickle blade gleams type menacin'
The medicine.. Loud mouths die like Sam Kinnison
Comedians who read encyclopedias couldn't go too far
I caught em dickridin, rappin in a karaoke bar!

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
Da anti-wack shit.. da anti-stack-chips rap shit
I smack kids like you and you'll be Swayze just like Patrick
React quick? Ya weak shit! You da platinum ass
Of your pre-school class.. You're only gassed by your comrades
You got your six-shot cocked back, I box dat
A tape of me for you to jock, black! You need to watch dat!
Yo, from here to Adirondack... BRONZE MAN will TEACH YOU!
And crease you! Like a Barong, your shit is SEE THROUGH!
I'm potent like a ginseng root, so while you shit shoot
Only way you stand out: Rock white socks wit ya black suit
Like how you do in da kapilya! I got it sealed, ya!
I'mma rob you for your jewels PLUS church memorabilia!
So how you feel, ya? You all mad cuz of ya grinding?
Nex to me, you're tiny, but yo...here's where you'll find me!
I'll be rockin at the club, sippin Mo' snatchin' ya bitches
While you creep outside da club like dem INC snitches!
Wishin' you can plan an ambush, but ya slugs ain't even push me
I'll be Bill Clinton n stick LIT cigars up ya pu$$y clot!

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From: chase_boogie@hotmail.com
A whole 'nother legacy havin rappers beg to me
It's been a century I'm a deadly venom like a centipede
It's type adventury/adventurous. Rappers dream of drenchin me,
bringin and end to me, and so they mention me, they only want attention,
see?
I neva back down, I jus hush when I finish bussin herb type kats
Who work my nerves wit they light raps, and get not even slight dapz
I might clap the next chap physically when they visit me
Yellin SHOWTIME, but couldn't drop JEMs widdout their SYNERGY!
..I rip rappers out the frame like biore strips
The more he rips, the gory it gets. Even watch the floor he wets
The story gets deeper, plus the plot thickens, watch it, b
It's droppin, wack is runny wit the funny type viscosity
Some will call it wack juice. I just call it blood
When I rip thru ya block like Saddam firin dem scuds
ahh...i aint feelin it.


back 2 da collecion of freestylez from da heads who were in dat E-CyphA session...ish kinda old but feel it!!!